her wary feet are dancing in the unknown garden
where flowers bloom into a fragile wall
no one understand how to follow
cause the movement is the sound of her thoughts
she is only planting distance in her empty spaces
oh how she wish she had the seeds of letting go
her ambition to give the sun a reflection
in this moment raindrops are what makes her grow
her heartbeats gives a scent of independency
when solitude is the taste of her soul
in her eyes there is a hunger for serendipity
cause love is in her veins from top to toe
So Beautiful!!! /m.w 😢
skriven